Russell is used to it, and every now and then he has two fewer bottles of Coke in his fridge.

Putting it in someone else's house can probably be regarded as half a supernatural event, such as "a ghost who steals Coke to drink" or something like that.

And Mr. Ghost is also very rude. After drinking, the empty bottle is placed on the table.

Obviously, there is a trash can two meters away next to him, but he just doesn't bother to walk over and throw it!

But Russell can't say anything about this dandruff dog.

After all, in the current situation on a bad day, you can't buy things by yourself. The snacks he brought with him were actually purchased for zero yuan — either directly from the factories in the lower city, or from the warehouses or supermarkets.

Even if you want to pay, it's impossible, after all, it's the highest level of wanted.

Russell had already seen the wanted warrant for Bad Day. The wanted warrant says that Bad Day is the most vicious criminal of that level.

As long as it is confirmed that it is him, he can be killed without any warning, and even get a high bounty for injuring the opponent or reporting his location.

But the most vicious of criminals, the most consistent and common evil on weekdays, is probably stealing Russell's Coke and snacks, and then creating garbage.

Today, I didn't drink anything, I didn't even eat snacks, I didn't make garbage for Russell, and I didn't even mess up the sofa......

It's as if as soon as you enter the door, you see a dog that usually doesn't have enough to rummage at home and pounce on people when you see it, and suddenly stand quietly far away from the door.

Russell's heart was suddenly excited.

“…… What big things are you trying to do? ”

Russell couldn't help but complain: "It's rare to see you so well-behaved." ”

"That's what you say," said Bad Day, with a disgruntled look on his hands over his chest, "I don't come here every day to make trouble." ”

"You know you're here to make trouble!"

"That's true."

Bad Day is justified: "But I'll bring you some gifts once in a while." ”

"The snacks you brought are basically not to my liking, and don't you end up eating them all for yourself?"

Russell said angrily: "You just brought me over with me what I didn't eat, right?" ”

Bad Sun's eyes wandered: "Not really, I will occasionally bring your favorite food." ”

"That's because you didn't know my taste in the first place!"

If he hadn't known that he would never be able to beat Bad Day, Russell would have wanted to go over and punch him now: "And listen to what you mean, you did it on purpose!" ”

"Don't talk about that," Bad Day cleared his throat, "and get down to business." ”

"That's right, right?"

"Help me get someone, it's also our Babel."

Bad Day ignored Russell's previous words and said in a deep voice: "I was arrested by your executive department because of a mistake in my action." ”

"You're finally starting to introduce me to the other members," Russell snorted, "I thought the Tower of Babel was just like our Special Executives." ”

"That's because you don't have to touch it if you don't have to. Many members of the Tower of Babel...... Including some internal members, before their identities were completely exposed, they all lived a life no different from ordinary people.

"To this day, the Tower of Babel remains a ghost. Among the members who are still active, I am the only one who has issued a wanted notice. ”

"In other words, you're the only one who showed your stuff, right?"

"To be precise, only I was alive after my identity was revealed—not assassinated or betrayed."

Bad Day became proud.

He said seriously: "Now the executive department should not have found out that she is from the Tower of Babel...... But if no good results are obtained, once the detention exceeds twelve hours without sufficient evidence to justify his release, the Grace Group will begin a memory review. When the time comes, it will be bad. ”

“…… What's the charge? ”

Hearing that it was indeed a serious matter, Russell frowned: "I should be able to speak, but if it's too heavy, I won't be able to catch it...... And can't the deer head take people out directly? ”

In that case, her life would be ruined. She had to leave through the normal channels, or the identity would be unclean. ”

Bad Day said solemnly: "When you catch her, it's best to deal with it cleanly." Although her identity is fairly clean, she can't stand up to memory scrutiny. ”

"What about the specific identity and crime?"

"A graduate student at Tenn University, he is also a pilot. She was charged with trespassing ......"

Speaking of which, Bad Day also glanced at Russell: "The reason why she was arrested has something to do with our plan tonight."

"She jumped into a small drone and loaded a 'Mr. Key' where it was supposed to go. The work went well, but at the time of the withdrawal of the drone...... Although she avoided all surveillance, she was seen with the naked eye.

"Now she's been caught in the executive department and asked why she uses small drones — especially when they take off to avoid surveillance."

That's really a big or small question.

The premise is that the other party can withstand the interrogation and will not leak something......

No wonder Bad Day is in such a hurry. This is indeed a matter of getting done as soon as possible.

But Russell was still a little puzzled: "What is Mr. Key?" ”

"A metaphor, Russell. I don't know what it's called, but you probably do...... In short, it is a device that intercepts data packets from the physical layer, and can also rewrite the data after interception. ”

“…… Oh. ”

Russell exclaimed, "Flesh hackers. ”

He'd heard that before.

Psionic hacking has its limits - not all ice can be brute-forced. Or, in other words, to break down and do their job before being reversed.

There is a saying in the industry.

Called, how did hackers crack the world's best protection system: Sogo Group's internal protection system?

There are many answers, but all of them have a premise - that is, they must first infiltrate the computer room of the Sogo Group.

A lot of protection based on the code layer is almost unsolvable, but it is very easy to crack from the physical layer...... Just attach a magnetized data sticker to the server or key node, directly access it through the engineering prosthesis, or insert a USB flash drive more simply. There is a kind of high-level contraband called "data knife", as long as the end is connected to its own prosthetic interface, it can be inserted into any plate that is energized, and directly hacked into the internal system through the current.

That thing and psionic armament are basically a level of stuff. Because corporations don't produce such things, neither does churches.

Only in the old days when psionic hacking was not popular, at that time, there were some hacker bosses who knew mechanical manufacturing and prosthetic knowledge, and they would make a data knife for themselves.

Suffice it to say, every data knife is different. Because their former first owners had different usage habits, the "successors" who got the data knives had to adjust their habits to fit it in turn.

"So, does she have a data knife?"

Thinking of this, Russell asked curiously.

If anything, he wanted to see for himself what the legendary Data Knife really looked like.

"Yes."

Bad Day nodded very affirmatively: "Although the deer head statue can invade most systems, there are some systems that are completely closed inside. For example, when we encountered this kind of thing before, we asked her to help erase the backend records...... With the ability to 'open the door' of the deer head, infiltrating the computer room is a relatively simple problem. But after all, we don't have a magnetic card or a key, so we can only use a data knife to force our way into the system. ”

"No problem, I can help with this...... I'll go back now. ”

Russell nodded.

He had just entered the door, and he hadn't changed his clothes or shoes.

It's inconvenient to leave a chat record for this kind of thing, and it's not appropriate to involve Delphinium.

Let's do it again.

"What's that kid's name?"

"Her name is Mirien, and she hasn't given herself a replacement name because she hasn't graduated from college yet. And she was called 'Agent Z' in the Tower of Babel...... It's the shadow code she gives herself, like your 'barber'. ”

Bad Day explained in detail: "The child is 22 years old this year, has just reached his first year of graduate school, and his family lives in Tian'en District, his father is a senior network engineer, and his mother is a fashion designer. Her spirit is a chestnut horse with medium-length hair just above the shoulders and a headband on her head...... This information is used to gain her trust and to deal with those in the Enforcement Department in the past.

"She knew Ultramarine, she knew the Barber in the Tower of Babel, but she didn't know that Ultramarines were barbers...... As for whether to tell her your identity or not, it depends on what you think as a person. ”

“…… A girl with long maroon hair? ”

Russell pondered: "Na Zhu seems to know where she is locked up." ”

Coincidentally, when he grabbed Ah Zhan from the corridor before, he happened to hear the news from him.